CLEARLY PRONOUNCING FAREWELLS

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i

In the freezing nightgown of Meaning
Poetry is a torn Rapture
Chronicles of departing youth
Would it gladden you to think

ii

The dripping names to purify
With a few hundred goodbyes
Life after youth is Peace
On a fabric of loving repetition

iii

Writing is the changing of swans overheard
The voice in the silence that glows
The letter to another young Poet
The alphabets that want

iv

A vividness to distract
A laboratory of delicate Escape
Metaphors without movement
Inner time without false actors

v

Poetry is clearly pronouncing your
Spirit, for a moment with Everyone
As if I wanted to be a last star
There not so alone between the light.

3 thoughts on “CLEARLY PRONOUNCING FAREWELLS

  1. Powerful and beautiful poem. I do love the first two lines and the last stanza. Thank you so much for sharing! Kind regards FGM

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